As soon as this thought came out, Mo Fuyi immediately understood that it was because in this young man's eyes, he and Ye Hui were both dirty, filthy, filthy, and unworthy of publicity! !
No!
No!
Mo Fuyi's self-esteem was severely beaten, and she was ruthlessly crushed into dust, but the person who did it didn't even look at her!
It was so humiliating, she had never felt such an intense humiliation that even made her soul tremble.
But she didn't dare to hate Di Shifang, nor could she afford to hate him, so she could only pass everything on to Lu Jiuque.
Who is she, Lu Jiuque, why should she be so protected and loved by such a god-like existence? Why should she!
Damn it, one day, she will drag Lu Jiuque into this most despicable and filthy place! Wait, then-
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Di Shifang did not go to the auction, but returned to the temple.
He was afraid that when he saw the innocent boy, he would not be able to help but kill him.
If he takes action, Lu Jiuque will definitely regard him as his lifelong enemy.
In fact, he has countless ways to make Ye Hui disappear quietly.
But when he thought of Lu Jiuque's mocking gaze when he looked at him, he killed this idea.
Her expression and distant tone were like two sharp knives stabbing into his chest, leaving two bloody marks on his chest.
When I think about it now, the traces seem to bleed.
This feeling is so fucking uncomfortable.
At that moment, he even thought about strangling Lu Jiuque to death. After strangling him to death, he would not be able to withstand such an inexplicable and sudden attack.
But unfortunately, he couldn't bear to do this and couldn't let go of her smart eyes.
In the end, he could only be cruel to himself and be willing to let himself go.
Is he really fucking crazy
Lu Jiuque, Lu Jiuque, what exactly did you do to him? Why does it seem like his consciousness, his heart, and his body are no longer under his control
With a self-deprecating smile, Di Shifang leaned lazily on the throne. The silver light spread from the tips of his hair little by little, and finally spread on the throne like silver frost.
The young man's face also returned to its cold and otherworldly appearance.
A flawless side face, lightly arched eyebrows, lightly pursed lips, and a pair of eyes with silver light. When you squint lightly, the light in your eyes is cut into pieces by the feather eyelashes, making them shimmering.
"Tsk tsk, Di Shifang, your sad look is really heartbreaking and heartbreaking. Anyone who sees it will be unable to help but come up and smooth the wrinkles between your eyebrows."
Luanfeng bared his teeth and said with a smile, but his eyes were filled with the flames of gossip.
He didn't follow him for a while, but Di Shifang came back as if he had eaten a ton of flies.
Could it be that he was disliked by the little girl
Tsk tsk tsk!
This little girl is really amazing, she can simply play with the emotions of the emperor in all directions in the palm of her hand.
Di Shifang glanced at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "If you don't want to die, just shut up."
Can't help but come up to smooth the wrinkles between his eyebrows? !
absurd!
He was almost wrinkled, and the cruel girl didn't even give him a glance from the corner of her eye. She just dragged the boy away without even turning his head!
When he thought of this, Di Shifang's heart felt faintly tingling again.
It was as if the stab wound had opened again, blood seeping out bit by bit, trying to drain away the warmth in his heart and making him die slowly!